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2004
Sam woke up in the middle of the night and sighed. He knew Jess was still up.
He climbed out of bed and walked down the hall into the kitchen. He found her sitting at the counter with her books spread out all over the place.
Jess was taking a difficult semester. She wanted to get all of her general education finished before starting on her major, which she just changed to nursing. This included 5 classes, all in the 300 range so they qualified for graduation.
"Hey. What are you up to?" Sam asked, still half asleep.
"Just finishing my last essay."
"Come to bed," Sam whined. He put his arms around her shoulders and rested his head on top of hers.
"Sam, it's finals week."
"It's also 1 AM."
Jess looked at the clock on her laptop.
"Shit. I didn't realize it was so late."
"Please?"
"I'm almost done with this paragraph."
Sam watched her type. After a minute or so, he started to play with her hair. Then he started kissing her shoulder.
"Sam." Jess warned. Sam smiled. He didn't stop. He moved to kissing her neck. Jess started giggling. It tickled. "Samuel!"
Sam started laughing also. He began biting at her ear. Jess sighed and slammed the laptop shut and turned to face him.
"Did I win?" he asked with the most childish grin on his face.
"I hate you."
"I'll take it."
He led her to the bedroom, shutting off all the lights as she got ready for bed. It took her a while to calm down, but Jess was finally able to get some sleep.
It was the middle of finals week. On top of three essays, Jess was also preparing for four exams and a presentation.
Jess woke up at 2 AM and flew out of bed. She barely got to the bathroom in time before hurling everywhere.
She finished a few minutes later, cleaned up her mess, and went back to bed.
"You okay?" came from an awake, but very sleepy, Sam.
"Yeah I think so. That was random."
"Your breath smells like puke."
"Oh yeah? You like it?" Jess asked. She reached over and kissed him on the lips. Sam crinkled his nose and groaned. Jess laughed and the two went back to sleep.
When she woke up again around 8 AM, she wasn't feeling much better.
"Babe, I think you should stay home," Sam suggested, talking through the bathroom door.
"I can't. I need to go to the library and get a book for my paper."
"You were up sick all night. Did you even get any sleep?"
Jess flushed and exited the bathroom.
"Look, I'll pick up the book," Sam continued. "You need to stop stressing yourself out."
"I have all these things I need to do Sam."
"Jess, you're passing all your classes already. You don't need to go all out on everything! You'll be fine!"
"It's not that simple!"
"Yes it is! Just take one day off and do something for yourself."
"I don't have time for that!"
"Jess-"
"You're gonna be late for class," Jess said coldly. She went back inside the bathroom and locked the door.
"Yeah, okay," Sam mumbled. He finished getting ready, grabbed his bag, and left for class. Jess didn't come out of the bathroom until she knew he was gone.
Sam came home a little later than usual. Instead of coming home for lunch, he just grabbed something on campus. He figured he'd just leave Jess alone today. It wasn't uncommon for Jess to get a little high strung like this, but this was the worst Sam had ever seen it.
When Sam walked in through the front door, he found Jess passed out on the couch.
He kissed her forehead. Jess stirred and slowly opened her eyes.
"Sam?"
"No, it's your other boyfriend."
"You're not funny."
"Can we talk?"
"Sure," Jess said. She pushed herself up to a sitting position and pulled her knees in her chest. Sam sat down on the couch next to her.
"So, I'm sorry for our little argument this morning. I know how you get about school."
"I'm sorry for snapping at you."
"I just… I don't like seeing you like this and you won't let me help you."
"I didn't realize you were."
"I'm your boyfriend Jess. I have been for, what, a little over a year now? I want you to be able to trust me with these things, you know?"
"I do and I promise I'm not doing it on purpose. It's just…"
"What?"
"I'm scared Sam," Jess said, starting to tear up. "I just changed my major and I have to start all over and I really don't want to get pushed back."
"So what if you do? It's not the end of the world."
"I know! But sometimes I just wonder what I'm even still doing here. We're at Stanford; I can't just keep bouncing around majors."
"You'll figure it out," Sam said, putting an arm around her. Jess rested her head on his shoulder. "We'll figure it out."
"I'm so glad I have you."
Finals week was officially over. Sam had already finished his tests a couple days ago, so he helped Jess with the rest of hers. The two were up all night reviewing the last of the flash cards and practice tests.
At this moment, Jess was taking her last test. Sam went out and got everything needed to make her favorite dinner. He even picked up a bottle of wine Jess really liked for whatever reason Sam could not figure out.
"Sweet freedom!" Jess sang when she walked in through the door.
"Congratulations!" Sam said, handing her a glass of wine. "To the end of the semester."
"To the end of the semester."
"Oh my God, how do you drink that?" Sam said after taking a sip.
"What? It's good!" Jess argued. Sam fake-gagged. "Fine. More for me. I earned it anyway."
"I am so proud of you."
"I know."
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